I Want To Live Fast And Die

I Have What Doctors Call A Little Bit Of A Weight Problem.

I Can Get A Great Look At A T-bone Steak By Shoving My Head Up A Bull's Ass But I'd Rather Take The Butchers Word For It.

Once I Thought That If I Just Had Enough In The Bank, If I Had Enough Fame, That It Would Be All Right. But I'm A Human Being Like Everyone Else. I'm Not Exempt.

I Was In The Pritikin Center In Santa Monica Once, Trying To Lose 30 Or 40 Pounds In A Month. I'd Work... On A Treadmill And With The Weights, But It Was Driving Me Nuts. So I Escaped. Tom Arnold Picked Me Up And We Went To Le Dome And Had Tons Of Desserts.

Brothers Don't Shake Hands. Brothers Gotta Hug.